Passion of Neighboring Wife

Chapter 51

Next day.

"Jay, are we not going to be ashamed to come to the wedding of Ningsih Village Chief's son? We don't have any nice clothes, Jay." Jayden's mother hesitates to come and is afraid of being insulted.

"Mom, if it doesn't come bad. We were invited by the village chief. The guest of honor doesn't come." Jayden was ready in a white shirt and paired with the jeans he bought on payday.

"But we're just poor people, it's not nice to come to the wedding of the village chief's son. It must be a big event too, he said almost all the citizens here invited."

"That's new she said, Mom. What matters is that we are invited guests. Come on, which father is Maryam?" Jayden went looking for his brother and father.

"Udah is in front first, he said to look for angkot first." Bu Fitri felt bad and was also afraid to come there. He was afraid that his son was despised by the Cahyo family.

"Yes, let's go after Maryam." Jayden and Bu Fitri went out of the house and also waited for the arrival of the angkot with his father and Maryam.

*****

Another case with Bastian who is waiting for Kyara out of the store. He was not groomed, wearing only a grey t-shirt, a black hat and long black pants.

"Hey camel, you're not good grooming that? The city wants the condo of Onta." Oma Mia rebuked her grandson who was just dressed casually.

"Related, Mother. Males became the center of attention of people, because formal clothes are all branded all, later called showing off, ria, keep wondering where to have good? Instead of paying attention to the netizens, mendingan ordinary." Bastian relaxed not dandan frenzied like the others. Even though he could, but he didn't want to if it wasn't really too important. Despite meetings, Bastian always wore casual clothes, sometimes like to wear torn pants on the knee, that's he who never showed his wealth other than to Pepet.

"But time to the wedding event wear a doang t-shirt? There's no good at it."

"Don't think about me, Mom. What matters is Bastian happy."

"You must have waited a long time, sorry." Bastian looked back, with Oma Mia also staring at Kyara.

They were stunned in awe when Kyara's appearance was different. Bastian to gawking can not believe his future wife looks different. Wearing a pasmina hijab cream color combined with brown batik dress. It looks so sweet and also more mature.

"Kyara, is this you?" Bastian did not expect Kyara to close her aura.

"Mashallah, this geulis pisan mah. You decided to go in hijab, son?" Oma Mia stared in amazement and she researched the appearance of the faraway kyara very pretty.

"Actually it has been wanted from the past, but only brave now. Why, ugly am I wearing a hijab?" kyara said she noticed her own appearance.

"You're beautiful, baby" said Bastian, praising Kyara's beauty and the way Kyara looks make her even more beautiful.

"Yes, you are so beautiful. Oma so pangling look at you, may you Istiqomah wear the hijab dear."

"God willing, Oma, hopefully this is the best path I take."

"Eh, let's go." Bastian opened the car door. "Please enter the princess" he said with a smile to open the front door.

Kyara smiled, "thank you." Then he came in. The turn of the oman who entered at the back with the door shifted itself. Bastian went inside.

*****

"Where is this angkot? There was no angkot passing by. It's half an hour we've been waiting here" said Maryam, who began to wait for public transport.

"Wait a minute, the angkot will pass later, too" said Joko, Jayden's father.

"Mother and father must be with you, son. The important thing is that you work honestly and you ask me not to do things that God hates. God willing, our prayers are always with you."

"Yes, ma'am, sir, Jayden promised never to do that again." He promised to be earnest in making his family happy.

On the street, Bastian passed by the street near Jayden's house. He knew if this hour angkot would have rarely passed. Moreover, there is a wedding event for the village head who must have been on the rent of people.

"That's Jayden's family" Oma said.

"Yes, Mom. Looks like waiting for the angkot to pass. We're doing okay, aren't we, Mak?"

"Nothing, just take it with you. The car's enough for seven."

Then, Bastian stopped his car near the Jayden family.

"Eh, whose car stopped?" ask Mr. Joko.

"Jay doesn't know either, sir."

And the windshield was lowered, and Jayden and his family found out.

"Onta, I guess who. Why lo?"

"Let's go in, we'll just go."

"Can you please, brother?" maryam asked happy to be able to ride a nice car. Moreover, the car carried by Bastian is different from the car yesterday.

"Whose car is this again? Yesterday's feelings were different." Jayden also had no idea about his boss's treasure. He only knows the house in a simple house, but his car also does not know how many.

"So, this is my car too. Buruan rose, pity brother and parents you wait."

After getting persuasion, Jayden and his family want to join Bastian.

*****

Wedding venue.

"Come on Ningsih, you do not cry continuously, your expensive makeup fades," said Ningsih's mother.

"Yes, Ningsih, soon you will be married to a paddy field boy. Don't be ashamed of you" said Mr. Cahyo.

"Does Ningsih have to marry someone I don't love, sir, Mom?"

"It must be because this is all for your own future. Immediately the qobul ijab began," said Mr. Cahyo.

"Mom, you came forward to welcome our besan. Then if it's legal take Ningsih out!" her word.

"Yes, sir."

"I don't want to marry her, I want her to marry A Jayden. I need to find a way to get out of here."